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around the room, checking his phone and calling in to check messages. He was visibly becoming more and more agitated. What had happened to his associate? It appeared he wasn’t going to show up, and I wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing for Lexy and me.
    One thing I knew for sure was that we had to come up with some sort of plan. I wasn’t sure what the associate would have brought to the table, but I felt it would most likely have been nothing good. My mind was whirling with questions about James’s intentions. We couldn’t allow ourselves to be held prisoner for much longer—both Lexy and I had other important, more lucrative work to pull off. We had to get out of there.
    But how?

Chapter Two
    Jason
    Day Three
    I had been wracking my brain all day about the kidnapper, worried sick about my sister. Janelle had always been such a good girl. I wanted to choke whoever was responsible for putting her in a position like that. She must be so scared. I had tried all day to figure out who the kidnapper could be but was at a complete loss. Call me naïve, but I just didn’t think I knew anyone who was capable of such things. It sickened me to think that something could happen to Janelle over money.
    A call came into my cell, and I snatched it up.
    “Hello?”
    “Mr. Kensington, it’s time.”
    “I want to talk to my sister.”
    “Mr. Kensington, we don’t have time for that.”
    “Well, make time. I need to know she’s okay before I do anything. Is that clear? Prove you have her, or go fuck yourself.”
    There was a long silence, and then I heard her scream. The sound made my blood run cold, and there was no doubt in my mind that it was her.
    They’d better not be hurting her , I thought, infuriated—and scared.
    “If you hurt her in any way—”
    “Mr. Kensington, the time for games is over. If you do everything we ask, we will give your sister back to you unharmed. If you don’t…her blood will be on your hands.”
    “What the fuck do you want?
    “We know everything about you, Mr. Kensington, from the people you employ to the size ten shoes you wear. Please don’t mistake us for fools. Just do as we ask, and nobody gets hurt.”
    Something about what he said struck me as odd—shoe size? They did seem to know a lot about me, but how? Was that kind of information available on Google, for god’s sake? For as much as I wanted to hunt these people down, it would have to wait until I could ensure that Janelle was safely back where she belonged. I wasn’t about to risk her life by messing around with them. It was only money, and I had plenty of it. I was left with very little choice. I had to follow the kidnappers’ instruction to the hilt or risk losing Janelle forever. I would not be the one responsible for harm coming to her. I would do whatever it took to get her back home safely. She was counting on me.
    “What do you want me to do?”
    “Go to the harbor where you keep your boat. Leave $10 million in unmarked bills on your deck. Just leave it there and return home. That’s all you need to do. We’ll take it from there.”
    “What about my sister? How do I know she’ll be returned?”
    “We have no interest in keeping your sister, Mr. Kensington. She will be returned if you give us the money. You need to return home, though. You must be at home waiting by the phone in order for Janelle to be returned. We will be calling your landline. Make sure you’re there.”
    Suddenly the line was dead, and I clicked off my phone. Anger pounded in my blood as I thought about my current situation—the capper in an already awful week.
    You see these situations on TV, and they all seem so simple, but when you find yourself in the same situation, right and wrong gets thrown out the window. In the movies, you get mad at the people if they do anything but call the cops because you know nothing good will come out of the situation without the authorities being involved. Yet there I was, in the same